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CALLED by the Sabbath bells away Calm on the bosom of thy God. Calm on the listening ear of night Can creatures to perfection find Christians, brethren, ere we part Clay to clay and dust to dust Come, and before we bid adieu Come, blessed Spirit, source of light Come, gracious Spirit, heavenly Dove Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove Come let us anew our journey pursue Cóme, said Jesus' sacred voice Come sound his praise abroad. Come thou Almighty King Come to the house of prayer Come we that love the Lord Continue, Lord, to hear my voice.
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DAUGHTER of Zion, from the dust Deem not that they are blest alone Delightful is the task to sing Do flesh and nature dread to die Do not I love thee, O my Lord.
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EARLY, my God, without delay.
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Eat, drink, in memory of your friend"
Ere mountains reared their forms sublime
Ere to the world again we go Eternal and immortal King Eternal God, Almighty cause Eternal Source of every joy Eternal Source of life and light Eternal Source of life and thought Exalt the Lord our God.
F.
FAITH, hope and love now dwell on earth Far from mortal cares retreating. Far from the world, O Lord, I flee
Father, adored in worlds above Father and Friend! thy light, thy love Father divine, before thy view Father divine, the Saviour cried Father in heaven, to thee my heart Father of all, in every age. Father of light, conduct my feet Father of lights, thy needful aid Father of lights, we sing thy name Father of me and all mankind. Father of mercies, God of love Father of mercies, in thy word . Father of mercies, when the day is dawning
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Father of our feeble race. Father of spirits, nature's God. Father, supply my every need Father, thy gentle chastisement Father, to thy kind love we owe Father, thy paternal care. Feeble, helpless, how shall I . Flung to the heedless winds Forgive us for thy mercy's sake For all thy saints, O God. For thee, O God, our constant praise Forth from the dark and stormy sky. Fountain of being, source of good Fountain of mercy, God of love From all that dwell below the skies From Greenland's icy mountains. From north and south, from east and west. From the table now retiring
God moves in a mysterious way God, my supporter and my hope God of eternity, from thee God of mercy, God of love. God of my life, look gently down. God of my life, through all its days God of my life, whose gracious power God of our fathers, by whose hand God of the changing year, whose arm of power God of the morning, at whose voice. God's perfect law converts the soul God, that madest earth and heaven God, who is just and kind
Good is the Lord, the heavenly King Go to dark Gethsemane
Go to the grave in all thy glorious prime Gracious Source of every blessing Greatest of beings, source of life. Greatest of beings, source of life Great Author of the immortal mind Great Father of mankind
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Great Former of this various frame. Great Framer of unnumbered worlds Great God, at whose all-powerful call Great God, how infinite art thou Great God, in vain man's narrow view Great God, I own the sentence just Great God, our Father and our Friend Great God, the followers of thy Son Great God, thine attributes divine Great God wert thou extreme to mark Great God, we sing that mighty hand Great God, what do I see and hear Great is the Lord, his works of might Great Lord of earth, and seas, and skies Great Ruler of all nature's frame Great Ruler of the earth and skies
Great Source of good, our God and friend. Great Source of life and light
H.
HAD I the tongues of Greeks and Jews Hail, all hail, the joyful morn
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Happy is he that fears the Lord Happy the child, whose tender years. Happy the church, thou sacred place. Happy the heart where graces reign. Happy the man who finds the grace. Happy the man whose cautious steps Happy the men whom strength divine Hark, for the great Creator speaks Hark, my soul, it is the Lord Hark, the glad sound, the Saviour comes Hark, what mean those holy voices Hear me, O God, nor hide thy face Hear what God the Lord hath spoken Hear what the Lord in vision said Hear what the voice from heaven proclaims
Heaven is a place of rest from sin He dies, the friend of sinners dies Here, in the broken bread
Here, Saviour, we would come Here to the High and Holy One He's blessed who has thy pardon gained
He who walks in virtue's way. High in the heavens, eternal God. Holy and reverend is the name Holy as thou, O Lord, is none. Holy, holy, holy Lord. Honor and happiness unite Hosanna to the Prince of Light How are thy servants blest, O Lord How beauteous are their feet How beautiful the sight.
How blest are they who always keep How blest is he who ne'er consents How blest is he whose tranquil mind How blest the righteous, when he dies How blest the sacred tie that binds How bright these glorious spirits shine How did my heart rejoice to hear." How gentle God's commands How glorious is this holy place How glorious, Lord, art thou How gracious and how wise
How gracious the promise, how soothing the word
How happy is he, born or taught.
How large the promise, how divine
How long shall dreams of creature bliss
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How long shall earth's alluring toys. How pleasant, how divinely fair How pleased and blessed was I How rich the blessings, O my God How rich thy gifts, Almighty King How shall the young secure their hearts How shall we praise thee, Lord of light How should the sons of Adam's race. How sweet the name of Jesus sounds How sweet to be allowed to pray. How sweetly flowed the gospel's sound. How swift alas, the moments fly How swift the torrent rolls.
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I.
I CANNOT shun the stroke of death If all our hopes and all our fears. If death my friend and me divide If God succeed not, all the cost If God to build the house deny. If human kindness meets return If Providence, to try my heart. I heard a voice from heaven I'll praise my Maker with my breath I love to steal a while away. Imposture shrinks from light In all my vast concerns with thee In each breeze that wanders free Indulgent God, whose bounteous care In duties and in sufferings too. In Israel's fane, by silent night In mercy, Lord, remember me. In pleasant lands have fallen the lines In sleep's serene oblivion laid . Instruct me in thy statutes, Lord. Interval of grateful shade In the cross of Christ, I glory In the morning sow thy seed In the soft season of thy youth In the sun, and moon, and stars In vain our fancy strives to paint Israel's Shepherd, guide me, feed me
Is there ambition in my heart
It is the Lord our Father's hand
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I want a principle within
I want the spirit of power within.
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